What bad thoughts can Batman have?

Chapter 520 I use silence to tell you that I won’t look back
Boom!
There was a loud bang.

Night Owl felt like he was tied to a chair. It was pitch black all around him, with a light shining down from above his head, like a spotlight on an actor in the center of the stage.

He opened his eyes and saw the Joker sitting in front of him in a neat and tidy manner. He was dressed as a policeman interrogating a prisoner. Night Owl lowered his head and found that he was wearing a prisoner uniform. His armor and mask disappeared at some point.

Night Owl felt a little bit uncomfortable. He had been wearing the Night Owl mask for a long time. He was very busy, working day and night, no less busy than Batman.

Even when he was sleeping, he would wear the mask and lie in front of the Owl computer. When he woke up, he would continue to work. He had too many things to worry about, and all of them were done at the same time. Sometimes this mask looked like his mask, and sometimes it looked like his face. He had long been inseparable from the name Night Owl.

He has done so much for his own universe, his love for his world is far deeper than Batman's, he has made far more detailed preparations than Batman, he has worked far harder than Batman, and has made more sacrifices.

Therefore, he is the one who should win, and his world is the one that should survive—

Ye Xiao knew very well that this idea was completely wrong. He equated hard work with success. He should have known this a long time ago. He already knew this a long time ago...

In this world, hard work will not necessarily be rewarded, obsession will never have an effect, and believing that hard work will lead to success is just a lie to children.

But occasionally, quietly, he would still timidly have a little delusion, delusion that if he tried his best, he could always increase the probability of survival in his world a little bit. This would at least prove that everything he did was not meaningless, right?

"how?"

He heard Joker say.

"Is there nothing you want to explain?"

Night Owl closed his eyes and turned his head away. Even though he had fallen into such a situation, he was still as cold and proud as a female elf.

Night Owl tried to break free from the restraints on the chair. He knew that the scene before him was not real, but an illusion caused by the Joker virus attacking his central nervous system, and the Joker in front of him was not a real person - the Joker had died long ago, he killed him with his own hands, they bit each other and fell from Wayne Tower into Gotham, the city that gave birth to them, the city they both loved, their vicious mother.

On that day, only one of the Gotham Twins was left. Nite Owl killed the Joker and also killed... a part of himself.

The Joker in front of him was just the personification of his memory of the Joker formed in his mind.

He had no interest in talking to his collection of memories of the Joker - he was trying to focus, not listen to the Joker's chatter, and think of a way to wake himself up.

As long as he was awake for a short period of time, he could choose the one that could best relieve his current symptoms from the 132 antidotes he had prepared for the Joker's viruses and drugs, inject it into his body, and then find a way to prepare the antidote.

He kept struggling with all his strength, and then imagined himself falling. The feeling of falling can wake people up from dreams, and he has received relevant training.

Then the next thing he knew he was standing in the shadows, not far away, his Dick Grayson, his Talon, his family, hanging from the ceiling with their hands tied.

A light shone on Joker and Dick like a spotlight, hiding Night Owl in the shadows.

Night Owl wanted to move, but he couldn't move at all.

"Wake up...wake up." He heard the Joker say to Dick.

"What? You think I want to hurt you? Why? Here? Oh, I'm not a bad person, no no no no no."

He said, "I'm a good guy. At least I used to be. The real bad guy is Nite Owl, and he abandoned you like a dog he didn't like."

NO, I have not.

Night Owl wanted to curse, but he couldn't utter a word. He knew that all this was just an illusion. He closed his eyes to break free from it all, but when he opened them again, he saw the same scene in front of him.

"Oh, can I raise him, Dad? Oh, please, please, I will take good care of him..." The Joker acted out a situation drama in front of the claws crazily, just as Night Owl remembered, and then his voice turned low: "As long as you are happy my princess, but make sure people know that he belongs to you."

Then he snapped his claws that were hanging from the ceiling, and Dick Grayson fell limply to the ground, while the Joker raised his crowbar and hit him on the head.

Boom!
The sound seemed to knock on Night Owl's heart.

The Joker's fatherly voice sounded: "We don't want him to end up escaping back here, right?"

Then he switched back to pretending to be a little girl: "No, we don't, Daddy. I want to have him forever."

He kicked Claw Dick and kicked him into the shadows, followed by the other's screams and the sound of the crowbar breaking bones: "I used to be a good man! But now the game is over. I'm too tired. There are no more games. Thomas, kill my Harley. Let all this end."

Once, twice, three times, the screams of Claw Nightwing and the Joker's laughter and crying mixed together, and Night Owl could no longer close his eyes.

"Enough!" he roared, "You pale lunatic! What on earth do you want to do???"

He found that he could move again, and he ran desperately into the darkness, then found that there was no one around him, as if he was shouting in the wilderness.

Then when he came to his senses, he found himself sitting in the interrogation chair again.

He saw the Joker sitting opposite him, slowly placing a king playing card in front of him.

Then another king was placed.

"You killed Harley Quinn. An innocent girl." He heard the Joker say: "I hope you can understand that my murder of Dick Grayson was not just revenge. Your act of murdering innocent people made me realize that you have completely turned into a demon who does not regard human life as human life. I can no longer stop you. Therefore..."

(Note: This dark multiverse is different from Earth 3 in the main universe. Harley Quinn of the Joker on Earth in the main universe is a monkey, but in this dark multiverse, Harley Quinn is the Joker's lover.)
He heard Clown Man say, "I am determined to break my iron rule of not killing and pay for the Claw."

He said, "You know very well that it's not you who has caught me. It's that I am determined to die in your hands. Hee, hee, hee."

Night Owl felt like he had a thousand words to say, and he felt like a volcano that was about to erupt, but his mouth was stuck with glue and he couldn't open it at all.

"…Dick is innocent."

"Dick followed your orders and committed all kinds of evil. Harley is innocent, and you know that!"

"I have no choice! If I don't do that, Swift and his Crime Syndicate won't accept me. They will think I'm weak and try to take over Gotham. By then, Swift will be too strong. Once he takes over Gotham, he will replicate everything he did in Metropolis in Gotham. Then Gotham will be a river of blood!"

"And you knew very well at that time that Thunder Zansha was eyeing them covetously, and Super Queen had an ambiguous attitude. I had to tell them that I had a cold and ruthless heart just like them. Only then could I integrate with them and protect my city!"

"If I hadn't joined forces with Speedmaster at that time, Gotham City would have been destroyed by Thunder Zamza! I had to do that! I had to get close to Speedmaster so that I could counter him. Everything about Speedmaster at that time was unknown to me!"

"Damn it, you have no idea what I have done for my city!"

Night Owl cursed loudly, and all kinds of dirty words came out of the mouth of Cold-Faced Owl, and then ended with the last sentence: "Everything I did was to protect my Gotham, my city!!! I had no choice!!!"

"So you sacrificed Harley Quinn without hesitation. Because her boyfriend was the Joker. You couldn't catch the Joker, but you could take your anger out on innocent people, right? You executed about 2000 people who opposed you. That day, blood flowed like a river, and every alley in Gotham was filled with the stench of rotting corpses."

He heard the Joker say that his tone had never been as identical to that of Night Owl as it was at this moment. The Joker had no expression on his face, and then his voice became a double mix, and his appearance was gradually changing. The Joker's purple hair gradually blurred and disappeared, and then formed into two pointed ears, and then the iconic owl glasses.

The Joker turned into Night Owl's own appearance, and Night Owl heard the other party's voice still ringing:

"Harley Quinn's death directly led to the Joker's idea of ​​​​renouncing the world to persuade me."

"No! Shut up!" Night Owl shouted, but the other party didn't stop at all.

"So he killed Dick and then deliberately died in my hands."

"No, I beg you...don't say that anymore."

"So all of this chain reaction is the result of my choice to sacrifice an innocent person. I crossed and violated my bottom line, just this once, and then suffered terrible consequences."

"Actually... the person who killed Dick Grayson..."

"Stop talking, please..."

"…that is Thomas Wayne himself."

Night Owl stood still.

Tears flowed from under his mask and past his lips, bitter and salty.

"Think about it, Thomas," he heard the Joker say. "You killed your parents, and you're determined to change Gotham City, to save it from your parents' clutches."

"You were full of energy and you thought you could change everything. Then you started growing scales, fangs, and claws."

"As you killed an innocent person for the first time, you grew dragon horns and a dragon tail. You gave up and eventually became a dragon... the thing you once swore to defeat."

"You associated with people like Superman, Super Queen, Deathstorm, and Johnny Quick. According to your standards, every one of them should have been sent to prison or killed directly. But you turned a blind eye to what they did. From then on, you simply stopped killing criminals. You started recruiting criminals and you made them work for you. Ha, how is this different from your parents?"

"I asked them to ban crime in the entire city. I asked them to help me maintain high-pressure rule over the entire city in order to completely eradicate crime! I am different from my parents. They are..."

Night Owl was shouting, but the other party ignored his sophistry.

"But you still have a chance to change everything. You have a chance to correct your mistakes." Night Owl heard the Joker say:

"Stop it, old friend. Stop sacrificing others to save yourself."

"The corruption of decent people is as harmful as poisoning the public well water." Night Owl heard the Joker say: "You can take your world and face the Anti-Monitor together with Batman. You can defeat him."

"Superboy-Prime, Darkseid, those trump cards you prepared for use in the event of a battle with the Anti-Monitor..."

"Why have you never thought about joining forces with Batman to fight together?"

"You will regain your former glory and become a pure good person again."

Night Owl saw the Night Owl who had transformed into him take off his mask, and then his armor, and turned into a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy.

Night Owl knew the child.

The child's name was Thomas Wayne Jr.

At the age of 15, he murdered his gangster parents. He was determined to never give up on anyone again, to save Gotham City from disaster, and to reshape the world into the way he wanted to see it.

He was only 15 years old at the time, and there were countless people willing to follow him. They were willing to die for him, and even if he was caught by his gangster parents and the last bone in his body was broken, no one was willing to betray him.

Those were the days of the past, pure as gold and shining like diamonds.

Gone forever and never to return.

Night Owl saw the child reaching out his hand to him.

It was a child's hand. Although stained with sinful blood, it was very clean, like the clear sky in the evening after the rainy season in Gotham City.

Night Owl also slowly stretched out his hand.

It was the hand of an adult, stained with an unknown amount of sticky blood, and extremely dirty.

He reached out his hand in the air, as if he really wanted to grab that little hand, but in the end... he retracted it.

"what happened?"

He heard his younger self ask himself in a voice he hadn't heard in years: "Why?"

Night Owl didn't say anything. He closed his eyes and remained silent.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself back in reality, and the impact of the Joker virus on him had already...

Disappeared completely.

At least for now.

He turned his head to look at the group of cosmic overlords whose power had been drained almost to the point of being crippled, and the Batman Universe that was almost in front of him on the monitoring screen.

The fusion of the two universes is inevitable, the overall situation has been decided, it is too late, their two universes are too close, and during the time when he was controlled by the Joker virus, he personally dominated all of this.

The two universes will definitely merge, but this does not mean that Ye Xiao will definitely lose.

Night Owl's armor created an anti-gravity field and flew him out of the propulsion tower where he was.

Night Owl overlooked the entire Gotham City from high in the sky, using his imagination to feel the extreme lack of oxygen in the high altitude environment, and the feeling of the cold wind blowing on his face through the mask. At this moment, the most extreme romanticism in the world was not as good as this moment.

Wind blowing through the wilderness, please go slower.

I tell you with silence...

I, won’t, turn, back!

(End of this chapter)